"I'm not an expert on black metal; in fact, I'm somewhat at an initiate level. While I have dug the occasional blackened affair like Axamenta, I've never had quite as much love for the kind of gritty, treble-laden, snare-abusing, hysterically-snarled theater that has been hated by parents, loved by anti-establishment youths and mocked to varying degrees by just about everyone else. This makes for a difficult situation when the dumping grounds of December leave naught but black metal promos." Black is the season.[Give in to your anger...]